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208 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published October 26, 1956
Stout’s long-running riff on Sherlock Holmes is brilliant fun. In some seventy books and novellas written from 1934 to Stout’s death in 1975, Nero Wolfe is the brainy detective, Archie Goodwin his sidekick and housemate who writes up the stories. They are wonderfully readable entertainments, written in impeccably clean and propulsive prose. The usual setting is the great world city that was New York during Wolfe’s career, where Wolfe lives in an old brownstone from which he seldom stirs. He lives by a rigid schedule, affording ample time for the cultivation of orchids in his rooftop plant rooms, for reading and gourmandizing, and, occasionally, for some grudging detective work. Goodwin is cut from altogether livelier cloth, a gumshoe as resourceful as any of Chandler’s or Hammett’s, and his repartee improves on Marlowe’s or Spade’s.
Better Off Dead, from 1956, displays Stout’s virtues. A rich man flies to New York and hires Wolfe to find his missing son. Wolfe (or anyway, Archie) does the job handily, but there are complications, the solution to which involve much entertaining coursing across the city, meeting the as usual not very edifying cast of characters, and ending with Wolfe’s characteristic inquest, whereby the principals are brought his office for a set piece of rigorous logic which concludes with his producing the villain. Stout makes use as good as Doyle of his city setting, and his plots, if less fanciful and weird than Holmes’s creator’s, are ingenious and satisfying. The reader here is not invited to solve the mystery; the crime’s underlying reasons are discovered too late in the book for that. But at the end, order of a particularly comfortable and deep-textured sort is restored.